#monorail drink crawl

[thesingletraveller]

Do a drink crawl through the Walt Disney World Monorail Hotels

The Solo Scale: This can be done solo or with friends and family, though it’s actually more beneficial to have smaller numbers for this one because you’ll be doing lots of last-minute bar walk-ups, so being a single traveller is a genuine perk here! Let’s try a hypothetical scenario — you’re at the Magic Kingdom. It’s hot (even if you’re there in the winter, the Florida sun can start to bake…

[notclub33]

Monorail Bar Crawl

#Monorail Bar Crawl #wdw #disney100 #notclub33

[radio-charlie]

Ended up staying downtown past the operating hours of the monorail, wandered around to look at things a bit, realised the sungei wang jalan alor area feels way way nicer to hang out in at night

Ppl were just hanging out with snacks and drinks while listening to the buskers play and they were really good tbh. classic malay rock hits. i wandered to jalan alor to inquire abt hotel room rates but the non-bedbug ones were still too much just for a stay like this. got so tired i started hallucinating things crawling up and down my leg so i’m just getting a cab home

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C2E8 Reactions

so after @mysticalspiders got me to start campaign three with her she politely suggested i may appreciate the pirate arc of campaign two. so i started watching the campaign a couple months ago. and boy am i IN IT now!!

let us begin:

That was a quality sam ad. A little too much mayonnaise perhaps.

AHHHHH ITS THE BABY ANNOUNCEMENT

Dont be shy baby it’s okay!!!

“What a good idea sam!! No!!”

“Maybe he was the traveller! Maybe I’m the traveller?”

Oh Caleb you poor tortured man

“We have a ring with a little blue gem—“ “can I have it? I like rings” *wiggles fingers*

Pub crawl!!

“You dont narrate taking a pooper but you assume your character takes a pooper once a day”

Yeahhhh first items!!!

“If you’re feeling gassy, they take away the cramps you feel” Liam is really focused on bowel movements tonight I hope he’s ok

I love the brjeaus

“You’re all intoxicated” “Not me cause I drink milk”

The wand of smiles omg

“Thank you for saving my life, Fjord,” “well, you would have done the same for me,” “yes I probably would have. Probably”

Laura Bailey miming opening and sniffing a jar of ‘pickled’ ears is everything to me

“I have this cat named Frumpkin and I wear him like a scarf”

Travis is allergic to cats check

“Im going to draw the CUTEST baby manticore you’ve ever seen! AND IT’S DEAD!”

Ooooh who is demedan

Travis is BLATANTLY reading over marisha’s shoulder

Fjord is… studying the locals… interesting

Bryce!! Yeahhhhh!!!

THE MIGHTY NEINNNNNN

“…and does not smell of blood and feces” “yet.”

THE RUBY OF THE SEA SAYS HELLO

“She’s mostly known for her hmm-hmm-hmm” “she has SEX for MONEY”

THE RUBY OF THE SEA IS THE… BEST LAY EVER “it sounds better in infernal”

This is very bells hells of jester to just say everything from her backstory

“I’m a goblin” sam riegal you big fat liar

Oh my god its marisha’s broken rib sneeze

“Do you know a birthday song too?” “No.”

Ooooh date drop

Back on the road againnnn

BREAK

Marisha stay frosty

“GOOD TO SEE YOU GENTLEMEN”

They are sad we’re headed for initiative but happy that there are NEIN antagonists

“We all have EXTREME syphilis” good one Caleb

OH NO THAT’S WHERE WE GOT OUT SYPHILIS FROM

Oh my god this is terrible

“Dirty.. poor… missing teeth… they look like Caleb”

Matt playing eight teenage dirtbags at once is so funny

“Sorry, I caught one of them”

“I put my hands up and try to cover his blood holes”

WHAT an encounter damn

OH YEAH NOTT GOT HORSES

Of fucking course sam riegal names horses Loo, John, Crapper, and Toilet

Jester leaving a horse with clothes on the side of the road is such anti imogen energy

Caleb what the FUCK is up with you

Dont worry this party has reeeaaaallllllly high perception

Oooh abandoned graveyard I hope nothing bad happens

Nope just stinky Caleb

“The dwendalian empire kind of sucks, you guys”

The gates of zadash!!!! Its the titular role!!!

This Ulysses guy has BIG even hytroga vibes

“What is a watch?” “Like a clockenticken”

YEAH NAT20 INSIGHT CHECK

Chain whispers. Also known as high stakes telephone

MONORAIL AYYYYYYEEEE

Any place with pulp fiction and shitty smut *insight checks*

Firbolg!!

The firbolg is de-stinkifying Caleb!!!!

OH MY GOD ITS PUMAT SOL

HOW DID I NOT KNOW PUMAT SOL WAS A FIRBOLG

Enchanter Pumat Sol I love you

Pink backpack!!!! It’s pink!!!!!!

“He is instantly at the top” - Travis about Pumat Sol. He is right.

And thats all!!!

[ren1327]

Sweet Survivor Ch.1

Wet.

Something wet was on his cheek.

Oh gosh, everything hurt! His lower back felt like someone had poked it with a corkscrew.

He flexed his toes and could feel his shoes stretch a bit over them. At least he had that going for him.

He heard a grunt and opened his eyes, seeing a blurry shape. One asymmetrical.

“Bumpy?” He rasped.

He blinked and gasped.

She was much bigger!

Bumpy had to be at least four feet tall, with ridges on her back and a longer tail. She shuffled her feet excitedly as he smiled in relief at seeing his friend.

She grunted and nuzzled his shoulder, almost crooning.

“I’m okay…” He said, trying to sit up and wincing. “Scratch that. My tailbone is not…”

She turned and laid her tail next to him and he reached out to touch it, noting the heavy club it now sported. She gently lifted it, then lowered it again. She did it a few times and grunted, and he suddenly understood what she wanted.

He grabbed it and hissed as he was pulled up to his feet, body trembling with pain and fatigue.

“Thanks girl. Man, I could really go for some…” He patted his waist and gasped. “My pack! My…”

He looked up and saw the monorail, silent and empty. He gasped as he remembered what had happened, Darius clinging to his hand as Brooklynn and Kenji stood frozen with shock behind him. The fear gripped him again and he started to hyperventilate.

“They left me.” He said softly.

Bumpy barked, as if trying to tell him something.

He looked at her and she walked in a circle, barking again.

“Th-they probably went for help.” He said, trying to push down his anger and despair. “Darius would never leave one of us behind—”

He heard a faint roar in the distance.

“The T-Rex.” He whispered and Bumpy nudged him, knocking him halfway on her shell, her small spikes still round enough for him to lay on top of as she walked off, following the monorail.

“What? Where are you…”He moaned as his eye lids felt heavy again.

Ben groaned after a few feet, and she laid down, nudging him until he fully laid on top of her, clutching her shell as he tried desperately not to pass out, failing.

 *

When he woke up, they were on a concrete path.

“Bumpy? Where are you taking us, Girl?” He asked.

He saw a building coming up and smiled, laughing excitedly.

“The hotel?!”

Bumpy grunted and walked up the wheelchair ramp.

Ben got down and pushed at the automatic door, groaning when it wouldn’t budge. He tried to pry them open, arms shaking with strain.

Bumpy suddenly swung her tail and shattered a bottom panel of the thick plastic, causing him to shout. Ben chuckled and crawled through the new entrance, unlocking a swinging door for his friend to squeeze in and follow him.

He found an abandoned umbrella, long and missing a few spokes, and used it as a walking stick to get to the front desk, finding the security office behind it. Finding a key next to the computer, he opened the door to see all the cameras still operational.

“Maybe this place has a generator or something.” He said, and spied a sink in the corner, grabbing his dry throat.

He limped to it and turned it on, not caring when he leaned over and drank from the tap. It had that flat iron like taste, but other wise was clean. He gasped after drinking his fill.

“Plumbing…works…” He panted and went to look at the cameras.

They viewed the hallways, the daycare, the spa and fitness center, even the pool. All were empty with the windows covered.

He laughed happily. “No dinos. Not even a compy squeezed in!”

He turned to the open door and grinned at Bumpy. “It’s all our til the others come back!”

He found a map of the hotel.

“What would Darius do?” He asked, going back outside to the front desk and seeing a button that said; “Emergency only.”

He pressed it, and metal shutters fell over the front windows and door. Bumpy screeched in alarm and he pet her head, making her groan and stomp her foot.

“It’s okay girl.” He said and looked at a switch board for the lights, shivering when he remembered the monorail. He took a deep breath. He needed to secure the area.

“We got some work to do.” He said, grabbing a universal key card and a ring of keys, limping towards the kitchen.

 *

They had found some fruit that had yet to go bad and several crates of water, all he moved to the front of the dining area so he could get to it easier if his hips kept bothering him.

He then used a few backpacks from the gift shop to load up all the snacks at the register along with more water and a few changes of clothes down to underwear and new shoes. Bumpy didn’t seem bothered when he loaded them on her back for her to take back to where they would camp out.

He picked a large room on the ground floor and propped the double doors open so Bumpy could go in and out. He shut all the windows and curtains on the first three floors, quieting anything that would draw attention, making sure to unplug TVs, alarms and radios except for in his room. Going as far as to turn off the automatic indoor and outdoor lights and signposts from the security desk, masking the hotel in darkness.

After hours of shutting down as much as the hotel as he could, his body gave out and he collapsed on the bed. He still had eight floors to go!

His hips were screaming in pain and he took a generic pain killer with his dinner of fresh fruit, bread from the buffet area and beef jerky. He promised himself he would search the kitchen again before things went bad.

He took a deep breath after and nearly gagged at his own body odor.

He panted and got up, going to the bathroom and gasping at what he saw in the mirror.

His eyes looked sunken in, bruises all over his arms and legs. He saw his shirt torn in the back, lifting it to see the claw marks where the Pteranodon had grabbed him, deep purple bruising all over his side and his hip where he had landed.

He took a shuttering breath and hiccupped before the tears started and he couldn’t hold back his sobs.

He could have died.

He could have actually died and never seen his mom again.

He sat on the toilet lid and took gasping breaths and rubbed his arms to try and calm himself before turning on the shower and undressing to clean his wounds.

Finding a first aid kit, he sobbed more as he cleaned his wounds, trying to take deep breaths to clam his panic. Bumpy laid down outside the bathroom door, as if keeping watch.

He smiled softly and got in the shower, humming as the hot water hit his body. He looked over the mini shampoos and conditioners on a recessed shelf in the stone tile wall. He grabbed a rag and lathered up the soap, planning to scrub away the grime and blood and soak.

 *

He woke up in the still warm bath, the eucalyptus scent from the essential oils he found a little weaker. He groaned and got up, happy that the sharp pain in his hips had dulled to a manageable throb.

He dried his hair and wrapped himself in the white robe with the T-Rex emblem on the left side of his chest.

Bumpy groaned softly as he laid himself more gingerly on the bed, hugging a pillow and remembering for a moment ‘How is your grip this strong?!’

He smiled to himself, remembering the scent of the campfire, Darius groaning, Brooklynn and Sammy looking over her pictures and Yaz standing in the back next to the railing. His hands locked on Kenji’s bicep as he pulled hard, a surprised look on his face.

He always gravitated to Kenji.

Of course he did.

Kenji was strong.

Kenji was brave.

Kenji was confident.

And he was none of those things.

But there was something he noticed he and Kenji had in common.

Kenji was lonely.

And every time he clung to him, Kenji would push once and then allow him to stay. As if he wanted him to stay. Ben blushed and hugged the pillow tighter, squeezing his eyes shut.

He hoped he was okay. He hoped they all were.

[giogio-gucci-gangstar]

A Very Joestar Vacation (to Disney): Joseph’s Special Ride

so Ive been sitting on this for a while and just finished it bc this class is boring. thanks @cockneydio for motivating me to finish 

but uh yeah Joseph fucking shit up at Disney based on things my 5′4″ German grandfather did when he was 64.

CW: joke about alcoholism, minor old man violence against Disney cops 

“Grandpa,” Jolyne snickered, “Why are you wearing weird bracelets?” Anything could be funny to a four year old and apparently the zip tie “bracelets” hanging off Joseph’s wrists were hilarious. 

It was 7 in the morning so Jotaro sniffled as he peeled his eyes open to see what fashion crime JiJi had committed today. Only to notice zip ties hanging off the old man. Jolyne was right, those were some weird bracelets. Jotaro spared a glance at his mother next to Joseph who was looking rather concerned, as if she couldn't decide whether to explain why they were there or to keep quiet. 

Now this had the potential to be almost as interesting as it was annoying, Jotaro thought to himself. But not interesting enough to stay fully conscious for, so he allowed himself to drift into a light sleep. 

“YOU JUMPED OVER THAT?” Jolyne’s hysterical scream pierced through any possible sleep Jotaro could've had in that moment. Yes her voice was shrill this early in the morning, but also imagining JiJI doing any sort of physical activity at this age was also terrifying. This time he made an effort to tune in to the conversation. 

Joseph was giggling, “No no, I didn't literally jump the turnstile, I just tried to push my way through. And I would've gotten through if it wasn't for that meddling officer.” Joseph had stopped giggling by the end of his small speech as some rage set in. His robotic hand was whirring as it clenched and unclenched in the air. 

There were so many concerning things that JiJi had just said, but the only things that could make the old man that angry were things that reminded him of Japan, or things that stood between him and alcohol. Jotaro hoped it was the latter. “Elderly Man Attempts Hate Crime At The Happiest Place On Earth” was not an article Jotaro wanted to read about his grandfather. 

“That officer wasn’t meddling Papa, he was trying to help you. Please don’t give Jolyne any bad ideas.” Holly interrupted, as she was twirling Jolyne’s hair into her signature buns. 

There were too many pieces floating around and it was too early in the morning for Jotaro to do mental gymnastics trying to figure out what the hell his family was talking about. So he caved. 

“What happened last night?” He grunted. 

Holly scowled at him and was about to open her mouth when Joseph spoke first. 

“So I was at Mizner's right? The bar at that fancy hotel The Grand Floridian or something. I was listening to the jazz band play but then they kicked me out for no goddamn reason-” 

“Papa it was midnight. That's when the bar closed.” Holly gently butted in. 

“Well that's not the point. I grabbed my cup of scotch and tried to get back here. So I took the Monorail but that doesnt come to this hotel so I went to Epcot but that park was closed too!” The only conclusion Jotaro gathered from Joseph’s rambling story so far was that there was more alcoholism than racism. 

“So i get off the monorail and theres no one around and I don't know the number for a cab service here so I crawl over the turnstyle, a great feat at my age especially considering the scotch in my hand, to try to walk to the hotel and this aggressive son of a bitch hurls himself at me -”

“I'm sorry,  you what?” Jotaro could not believe what he just heard. 

“I resisted arrest, big deal Jotaro, you would've done the same thing. They tried to take my scotch, a drink that I had paid for, and then tried to tell me I couldn’t walk through the park because its ‘closed’ like that makes any sense. How could it be closed if the cops were already in it?” Joseph kept on rambling nonsensically about his drunken escapades to Jolyne, who was entirely captivated by his tale, while Jotaro looked to Holly for some clarification. 

“Last night at around 1:00/1:15 there was a knock on the door which I figured must be Papa. I had stayed up waiting for him to come back and was so relieved when I opened the door. But there was a police officer with him. Then I remember thinking ‘No, there were far too many cartoon patches on his sleeve to be a real cop, who had Papa offended this time?’” Jotaro stared at her expectantly waiting for her to continue. 

“Well,” Holly nervously toyed with Jolyne’s hair in her fingers, “The man turned out to be a Disney security guard and he said Papa had tried to break into the park, then ran further into the park when they asked him to leave, and threw the glass of scotch at him so he had to be restrained in the car. Though luckily they were nice enough to drive him here and not do anything else...” 

Holly glanced sideways at Joseph and caught him whispering something to Jolyne.

“And just remember kid, a well placed bribe will get you almost anywhere in life.” 

Jotaro snorted a short laugh and pulled his hat down over his eyes, determined to get a few more minutes rest before it was time to hit the parks. 

[chuckling-chemist]

31 Days of Fanstuck Day 5: Glacin: Ride

If Glacin had to boil down everything he despised, they generally boiled down to his experiences with the Cult of the Mirthful Messiahs. Glacin hated other subjuggalators, as well as their laughassassin counterparts. He hated their brainwashed attitudes, their ridiculous faith to such a flawed religious structure to the detriment of other relationships. Any other troll who possibly bought into it similarly gained his ire. He hated the food and drink they served at the carnival, from the egregious amounts of Faygo to the copious amount of cotton candy for everyone to eat. The bright colors, the dirty surroundings, everything about it made Glacin’s insides crawl.

So, when his icy hive got displaced from its location to be dispatched at the edge of an amusement park, monorail passing only yards away from the hive itself before dipping back inside the mountainside, it took all of his willpower not to adhere to purpleblooded stereotypes and rage. 

For what was an amusement park, but a miserable pile of carnival rides?

Without a real entrance in sight, the only way to get on was the monorail. Thankfully, whoever was running it knew exactly when he would leave the comfort of his home. Right as he entered the blissfully short queue, the train entered its station and its doors opened. A curious, hyperactive red crocodile wearing a blue hat and ribbon ran the ticket station. A ticket station so short, Glacin had to crouch down to talk to him. 

“Do I purchase the ticket from you?” he asked as he watched the crocodile bluster about, pressing all sorts of colored buttons that did absolutely nothing to either of their surroundings.

“Naknaknaknaknaknaknaknak.”

“Hm. I see.” He stood back up, pulling his strife specibus out to double as a walking stick. Thank God for his mask hiding the scowl he held. “I shall take my leave then.”

“Naknaknaknaknaknak!!”

At least, for as incompetent as the ticketmaster was, the ride was clean. The interior of the monorail looked identical to the magnet trains from back home, complete with red pleather seating, metal floors, and neon purple lights running alongside the top. The sign above the seats read “Welcome to The Land of Blinking Lights and Amusement, Skaia’s Most Thrilling Coaster Park!” with an image of a wooden roller coaster ascending to the top of a mountain and zipping around its peak. There weren’t any other guests on the ride. He just wanted to obtain enough grist so Zanchi can build up to the first gate and let him get out of here.

Once he took his seat, the ride lurched forward. A gabled voice over the intercom rapidly listed off the standard safety precautions that came standard: keep your arms and legs inside the car, keep movement to a minimum while the car is moving, the standard fare. When the voice died off, the sign of the screen changed every few minutes to advertise the specific coasters. Each one had a vague title written in fancy script attached to picturesque images of the rides. 

“Well those look fun,” he heard Zanchi say mildly. 

Glacin grunted. Zanchi hadn’t been online for the past few hours. To finally hear his voice after so long was a pleasant surprise. “Welcome back. Have you enjoyed yourself?”

The monorail turned a corner, tunneling through the mountainside and toward the greater park. A few lights alongside the floor turned on, but the purple neons provided the majority of light inside at this point.

“Eh, it kinda sucks. Could be worse. The mushrooms are cool but that’s about it.” There was a long pause over the mic, followed by Zanchi adding, “Oh hell. You lucked out.”

“Oh?”

“Whole thing looks like some grub’s dream. It’s gonna take you some time to get outta this ride, but once you do? This has gotta be the best theme--”

Glacin’s hand went up to his earpiece and swiftly shut it off. Until the point came where he was somewhere doable, he should make use of the quiet downtime. As such, he didn’t want to listen to Zanchi discuss how much better Glacin had it than himself today. 

No, instead he pulled out his laptop and maximized the tab for the client side of Sgrub. It gave him a clear view of Pallia, already discussing some sort of plan with the reptilians of her dark planet. Ideally, that should mean she’s already collected up some usable grist. Almost everyone else had fought some variant of the imps at this point, herself included. The closer he got her to the First Gate, the sooner he might not have to suffer alone.

But yet, she had hardly any. Nor did he have a convenient way to speak with her, since she was busy. Glacin sent her a message asking where it went and left it at that. She’d answer it when she saw it.

He put his laptop back away with a sigh, closing his eyes. Music, if he could call the cacophonous noise of bagpipes music, played quietly through the speakers as natural light streamed once more through the tinted windows.

“Next up, Renaissance Valley!” the garbled voice announced. The sign flipped to feature what looked like a medieval city out of a cartoon, or pictures from a FLARP game. 

At least he would fit in. Best make the most of it.

“Hm. Fuck.”

[thedaveandkimmershow]

Our Tuesday wound up being one…

Loooooooooong…

Day.

Don't know what to tell you, it felt like using the Disney buses to get around was a pretty efficient strategy.

So.

After our Blizzard Beach experience was over yesterday afternoon, the girls took to Disney Hollywood Studios whilst we returned happily to the Animal Kingdom where we spent our morning.

We started with the It's Tough To Be A Bug experience because we're still kinda sore they took it away from California Disney.

It's still the blast we remember in interactive 3D complete with water and fog, crawling insects and dangling black widow spiders all making appearances inside the auditorium, not simply on screen.

Once the bug show was over, we headed over to Pandora for the Na'vi River Journey and then Avatar Flight of Passage.

Now the Na'vi River Journey's basically Pirates of the Caribbean without the shooting or the pirates. Just a peaceful floating on an alien river, immersed in an alien jungle environment complete with plant life, living organisms, and animals.

The Avatar Flight of Passage, though?

That was a crazy, breathtaking, original, headrush of an experience. They put you on that planet, plunging from high cliff tops to low valleys and oceans through jungle foliage, above villages, and away from flying predators… all on the back of a banshee.

It.

Was.

Amazing.

Incredible.

Unimaginable.

As in unimaginable that the experience we were having was actually possible. The imagery completely filled our visual fields and then some. The detail was incredible. And we travelled such distance both horizontally and vertically.

All.

While going.

Nowhere.

Not even off the ground.

Crazy. And wow.

Wow.

Wow.

And wow.

We finished that ride around 545, shortly before it was time for the park to close. And so, we followed through on an earlier plan we conjured and grabbed a bus for Epcot.

Cute thing about that bus ride: there was a tiny kid on that bus who was so fascinated by buses that he pointed them out, each one, every time, to his dad.

Or as he said, Daa-dee.

He'd exclaim in genuine excitement each time,

"Daa-dee, bus!"

"Daa-dee, bus!"

"Daa-dee, bus!"

Until he spotted Epcot at which point he exclaimed

"Daa-dee, ball!"

It was seriously cute.

Having been dropped off at Epcot, we made a beeline for the pork sliders 'n drinks, after which we ran into Linzy nearby who took us over to Mexico where Rachel was grieving a hugely disappointing margarita.

Now it's time to end our day and maybe score some easy rides over at the Magic Kingdom as every family lines up for the evening's parade as well as a well-earned trip back to the hotel.

On the monorail connecting Epcot and the Magic Kingdom, we're in a car with a family of five who're having a really.

Loooooooo9ng.

Day.

When we pulled into the station in front of the Magic Kingdom, we gotta announcement that the Magic Kingdom monorail was out of commision so we'd all be taken by ferry.

A lovely. Beautiful. Painterly experience.

See what I mean?

Once inside the park, we hustled straight for the Big Thunder Mountain Railroad that continued to be the blast we always remember. The second section of the track, especially, it was funny to watch Linzy throw her hands and arms in the air and be flipped to the side like a rag doll as the train went into a high-G bank. After that, we crossed the street to Splash Mountain where, after a bit of delay, we joined a young, newly wed couple for a huge drop from which they absolutely took a ton of displaced water head-on.

Call it the "splash" of "Splash Mountain".

It was a blast even with the delays before and after.

😁😁😁

Once again, by the time we exited that ride... the park was closed except for everyone who was there for the Boo Bash, a celebration of Halloween on a full-on summer's eve when, presumably, Covid would be less a threat.

Once we were out the front gates, it was clear how much of a mess everything was with everyone previously in the park now lined up for the monorails and ferries.

After a quick assessing and reassessing, Kimmer 'n Linzy decided our best course was to catch a nearby shuttle to the Polynesian Resort and, from there, call for a Lyft.

It was an effective way to beat most of the throng to the other side of the lake as well as avoid competition with all those who'd be calling in their own ride shares that would make for an inevitably longer wait.

The plan worked perfectly, by the way. And our feet were super thankful.

It would be around 10:40PM by the time we arrived at our home base pretty exhausted.

Still, the next morning, this morning, we did the 530AM thing again. And again, not as bad as it sounds. It's a slow moving ritual that eventually, eventually brings us full consciousness and into a state of readiness for the day.

So eight this morning? We're on the road with our Lyft driver, Gregorio, a Venezuelan gentleman with a deep knowledge of classical music leaning hard toward the Russians: Shostakovitch, Prokofiev, Stravinsky, and their contemporaries.

Our destination this morning is Disney's Hollywood Studios where we've got all things Star Wars on the agenda.

That proved an unfortunate aspiration as we'd made no moves to join the virtual queue for Rise of the Resistance and we had no actual design on Smugglers Run… so we took full advantage of the five minute, basically walk on, "wait" time over at Toy Story Midway Mania and had a literal blast.

This was a first for Rachel so she scored newbie scores. Between Kimmer 'n I, Kimmer was the most accurate between us, maintaining a significant lead most of the game. It's only in the bomus speed round at the end where I caught up to her and bested her by one smashed plate.

120,600 to 120,100.

Of course Linzy clocked in at 154,000.

Beat us all.

Now one thing I wanna mention is that on our way to Star Wars Land there was a group of young adults wearing bright neon t-shirts and walking alongside us. Some of them were walking pretty brusquely which prompted the following:

"Guys, there's no crowd. We can slow down."

Of course they don't slow down... they speed up.

At which point she says

"Well, thanks for taking my feelings into account."

☹️☹️☹️

Another thing I wanna point out is when we were just getting in line at Midway Mania, a kid runs up and starts walking along… which prompts his mother to say

"Sweetie. You're with the wrong family."

And then last thing I wanna mention is this young girl who was in line behind is for Aerosmith's Rockin' Rollercoaster. She was with her parents but obviously anxious about the ride. I don't blame her either. When that thing takes off from an absolute standstill… it looks like someone just hit the fast forward button.

Crazy stuff. And plenty to be anxious about.

Anyway, Rachel talked to her a little to encourage her 'cause she'd felt that same anxiety the day before.

So then we do the ride… and then the little girl and her parents do the ride. And I'll never forget when her aunt who was standing next to us just then asked her how it went… and all the little girl could do was to twice shake her head quickly from side to side. Whereupon her parents immediately got to work figuring out how many hugs to give and things to buy in order to pull her from her state of stunned silence.

Afterward we hit a light breakfast nearby then headed off for Star Tours. Rachel indulged some time Star Wars gift shopping afterward… then she 'n Rachel headed off for more rides while we mosied over to the Brown Derby patio for a pair of cool grapefruit drinks under an umbrella 'cause the SciFi Diner was booked as was the main seating area of the Brown Derby.

By the way, while we're sitting there enjoying ourselves, I happened to catch a family of four whose t-shirt uniform was Iron Maiden.

Dang.

That's all for now. We're heading back to home base for some peace and rest.

We'll see how long that lasts and then I'll fill you in on the rest of the night...

[thesonnystoner]

Weekly Wrap-up

I would say that this has been the Best Birthday Week Ever, but I’ve had some pretty good Birthday Weeks so I’ll simply say that I’ve had Another Best Birthday Week.  Starting on the 23rd  with the Monorail Crawl (going from the Polynesian to the Grand Floridian to the Contemporary stopping for Rum Drinks and Birthday wishes), and ending up on  the evening of the 28th riding the Rise of the…

[neenajaydon]

Fictober Day 1 Searching

I’ve never done Inktober but the list of writing prompts for a writing version intrigued me (and I really need to get some momentum back in my writing). So I’m going to give it a shot.

This scene covers events from the sequel to The Calm Before, so I’m putting it behind a Read More.

Fictober Day 1 Searching

“I need you to understand this. I can’t exist for the pleasure of elves anymore. I - I have to do something else. Believe it or no, blood matters to humans, too.”

When he got his breath back and recovered his voice, Cairbre shook his head angrily.

“I don’t even know what that means.”

“That doesn’t matter.” Fife was angry, but more than that, he looked incredibly weary, and sad. No amount of grooming and pampering would be able to take those telltale lines under his eyes. Cairbre hated those lines, because they reminded him that Fife was doomed to a shorter life, that Fife was already aging faster than he. But at the same time, they were real, unlike the image Fife had been trained to project, of decadent youth and sensuality.

“It does matter,” Cairbre said. “If you need me to understand, then you need to explain yourself, first. What does your blood have to do with this? Why does this have to be about -- about humans and elves?”

Fife stared at him.

“Do you even hear yourself? How many years have you spent looking down on my species? On me?”

“That’s -- that’s not what that was!” Cairbre tried to get a grip on his temper. He didn’t like losing it. Out of control was a terrifying place to be. He wasn’t used to it.

“Maybe that’s true, and maybe not.” Fife shook his head. “It doesn’t matter. I have things to do that have nothing to do with you. I can’t spend any more time on you. Just . . .” He heaved a sigh, turning to look out the window, though his gaze was far away. “Just accept what I’m asking and go, would you?”

That mildly spoken request was like walking into a wall of sponge. It was more resilient and impenetrable than it seemed. Cairbre deflated and walked from Fife’s apartment, feeling like he was walking from a reality of light and colour and warmth into something cold and grey.

And that’s how they’d left it. Cairbre would occasionally hear Riagan and Elisedd say something about Fife, but it was always too vague, or passed too quickly for him to pick up on it. Over the next few days, Cairbre tried to get on with his work. He tried to ignore those hints that others knew how Fife was doing, that he was going on with life. Cairbre wasn’t sure that’s what he was doing himself.

He’d opened up to Fife. He’d given of himself, however clumsily, to what end? For a time, he’d seen a glimpse of the possibilities. There were things off the path his heritage had set for his life that were tantalizing, confusing, terrifying, wonderful. He wasn’t used to anything being wonderful.

And Fife had encouraged him, rewarded him, until he abruptly told him to go away. It had only been a few days, but it rankled so much that the time seemed to crawl by. He couldn’t concentrate. He was irritable.

It wasn’t right, somehow. Nothing added up. Fife was skilled at being diplomatic, but not shy about discussing his life. So why had he been acting so out of character?

Then, in the middle of scrolling back over a report in a vain attempt to read it, Cairbre felt realization hit. He put the agenda down and stared upward, feeling his ears go hot and his hands go cold.

He was lying to me.

This shouldn’t have been a shock. Fife was used to pampering the egos of fragile upper class men; he must have had to lie skillfully a hundred times a day. But, to the best of Cairbre’s knowledge, Fife had never lied to him. If he was unable to say something, he would just admit to that inability.

I trusted him, and he lied.

What a childish thought, and yet it tormented him. They had gotten to a point where they didn’t pretend, didn’t rely on etiquette and manners and sarcasm and irony, but simply said what they felt in the moment. It was so against Cairbre’s upbringing, but he’d found himself revelling in it. He could say something unkind, and Fife would shrug it off, and respond to the feelings behind it. This meant that the easiest path was just to say what he felt, when he could force himself to do it. And when he couldn’t, Fife had let him get away with that.

‘Whatever this is,’ they’d both called it. Cairbre still didn’t know what it was, but he was not prepared to believe it had been a lie. His instincts told him that this was the only lie.

What is he hiding from me? What is it that he can’t trust me with?

And that was it. Cairbre gave up on work and went into the lounge. Riagan didn’t look up at first, probably assuming he was just in for a moment of refreshment. When Cairbre stood by his desk, Riagan glanced up. He set aside his reading glasses and ruffled his long hair, frowning up at Cairbre from his slumped posture. “What?”

“Where is Fife Kwadwo?”

Riagan continued to frown at him.

“Why? He’s not working for us right now.”

“Why isn’t he?”

“It’s personal.”

“Since when do you respect the boundaries of your employees?”

“Since I started living with a half-elf with a conscience,” Riagan said, leaning back in his chair. “What’s this about?”

“It’s personal,” Cairbre snapped. He went to grab his coat.

“Where are you going? Are your summaries ready?”

“No,” Cairbre said. “I need the night off.”

“And if I don’t want you to take one right now?” Riagan asked.

“I’ll make up the time.” He was shoving his feet into his shoes, not even looking back.

“Cairbre, what the fuck is going on? Hey!”

Cairbre shut the door on Riagan’s shouted question, and marched away. He pulled out a screen on his wristscroll and called Fife.

There was no answer, and the answering service said Fife’s message limit had been reached. Frustrated, Cairbre walked towards the nearest station, not even sure where he was going. He pulled out the screen again and searched through for a contact he’d never used for himself.

Elisedd didn’t respond either, not to a call, not to a text bird. Growing more frustrated, Cairbre got on the monorail, and headed to Fife’s apartment.

There was no answer there, either. When he peered upwards from the street, he saw no lights in the windows.

You don’t know enough about him to know where he might go.

He was too wound up to simply go home, or go back to Riagan’s. At a loss, he tried the new office, growing more frustrated with each empty room he encountered.

That frustration was getting overwhelming. He bought a small bottle of whiskey from a bemused human seller at a convenience stand, and sipped at the burning stuff as he sat down on a bench near a taxi stand.

Then he drew out his virtual screen yet again, this time going to the console. Even as he grew tipsy, he knew how to make the contacts act as he wanted, and in short order had a screen with a map and a black dot on it.

“Taxi!” He jumped up, raising his hand. As a taxi pulled up and opened the back door for him, he hastily retrieved his bottle and jumped inside.

Cairbre sat back, drinking from the bottle, and noting the driver’s occasional curious glances in the rearview mirror. The address was unknown to him, and close to the human districts. This meant it was a long drive, and he’d made good progress on the bottle. Soon his stewing thoughts had grown vague and his head had begun to whirl.

“Here you are, sir,” the driver said. Cairbre handed over paper currency, waived away any change, and staggered out of the car.

The large, rectangular building before him was very human in design. It was coldly linear, and had space beneath to allow vehicles easy access to the large doors. Belatedly he realized he was looking at the human hospital. Its many lights stabbed and blurred in his eyes as he stared at it.

Then he walked rather unsteadily towards its entrance. He was done looking; he was going to make Elisedd tell him where Fife was, or at least help him search.

Someone was coming out of a side door, and he saw to his surprise that it was Fife. Rather than charge over, he stopped, uncertain. Then he realized that Elisedd was there, too, rising up from a seat. The two looked at each other, and Cairbre suddenly burned with jealousy. But this heat froze nearly as quickly as it came, as he watched Fife stumble forward, almost crumpling. Elisedd caught him in a tight embrace, not one that could be mistaken for passion in its awkward strength. And it lasted for a long time, with the faintest sound of sobbing making it across the night air and through the sounds of the distant downtown and the nearer districts full of traffic and voices.

Those sounds, as faint as they were, came at Cairbre like knives. The bottle slipped through his limp fingers and smashed on the ground. He hardly noticed the whiskey splashing against his trouser leg. When Elisedd and Fife, after a moment of apparent conversation, went back inside, the trance abruptly broke. Cairbre turned and ran blindly into the night, away from his pain, but mostly away from Fife’s.

[blue-eyed-hound]

Davy and her Kat

@red-eye-radio and part two not as long as I’d like but part three will fallow shortly 

The two had traveled together for some time across the Commonwealth. Normally it would have taken about four to five days from point A to B, but along the way, they stopped to help settlements. It amazes Kat to see them ask Davy to do everything for them.  Make beds, help plant food, build water pumps, all the way to building shelters and defenses. Understandable they if the settlement was not populated enough to do this or had no idea how to create a turret, but they had all of it and still asked this poor girl to do it for them. All Kat could think of was," Why has she not said, "No, do it yourself" or "No I don't have the time." They all called her "General" but had her do grunt work other then letting her focus on the big picture. It just baffled Kat to see Davy just bind to their will this way. Asking Davy she had told her it was because she felt like she owed it to them. They were the first to find her after she woke up and after should just could never say no. Kat was still puzzled by the fact Davy did everything for them, but let it go. While traveling with this girl, Kat had started to let down her guard around this girl. She loved the talks they had, Kat had even started to slow down on her drinking to try and remember what this girl was saying to her. The new nickname she had given this girl was, Sister. They were so similar in looks and personality the two could have been mistaken for twins. The girls knew everything about each other. From Davy seeing the bombs fall, losing a husband and child in a day, being in frozen and finding said child as a 60-year-old man and watching him die. To Kat's past of being a marshal and being with her husband, Walker and losing him and drinking the next two years into a drunken blur. They were now a short hike away from the old amusement park, and Kat was terrified. She had heard stories of the place, and two small girls trying to take this Park by themselves or at least explore it sounded like a bad idea. They could see a monorail station crawling with Gunners. All they needed more guns pointed at them. They cleared the area Kat taking out what she could with her rifle and Davy going nuts with her bat. It always scared Kat to see her charge in like that, the marshal tried to tell her to use the sidearm first and once you've disarmed them or there are only people with melee weapons left then use the bat, but Davy didn't care. They searched everybody picking up anything useful. Approaching the monorail, Kat felt like she was seeing the cause of her death and it scared her shitless. Yet her sister seemed to have no fear. Davy acted like this was her destiny to take this place. So reluctantly Kat followed, even if this was a death sentence. They watched the window as the land passed. To their surprise, there was a crack over the sound system, and a man's voice came over the radio. He told them about the Overboss of the place, some trick they'll have to go through to get there, and then kill this man. The only thing on Kat's mind was, "This is how I die, at the hands of raiders." How ironic to kill so many of them and now they kill her. They could see the gates to the park now, and the southern accent of the male voice left their ears. "Is it just me or did that man have the same accent as me?" "Yeah, he did." "Great. More people to remind me of home." "Oh, Kat, we'll be all right this will be fun." She narrowed her eyes looking at her, "always on the bright side of life aren't ya." "Well, it's better than your pessimistic ass." Kat rolled her eyes at that one let it go. They stepped off the monorail followed a few dead bodies to the gauntlet. Kat pulled the gun off her shoulder keeping it in a defensive position. The girls found a staircase with the words painted in red, "The Gauntlet" and at the bottom of the stairwell a matching door. They opened it with caution keeping to the walls next to the door taking out the turrets in the room before entering. They moved around the room picking up anything as they went, to the sounds of someone narrating them over an audio system. This voice was new, another male, but didn't like how slow they girls went. Clearing the gauntlet took what felt like hours. Watching every step, picking up all the ammo they could, and Kat complaining as soon as they hit the radiated room and beeing locked in another room beeing gassed out. At the end of it, a man bigger them the both of them combined stood in an old bumper car arena. "Oh, you gotta be fucking kidding me" Kat whined. The large man was getting into the bulkiest set of power armor the two had ever seen. The overgrown man told them to go to the locker room and, "make themselves presentable," Kat wanted to throw up hearing that. They took all they could and once more the male southerner, Gage's voice had come to life in the intercom; telling them to defeat this man they need the gun hidden in a locker. Davy had already found it, a Nuka-World water gun she planned on kept it thinking it was, "cute." "Your fucking pulling my leg aren't you, boy. This can't be real" Kat was in disbelief. "I'm with Kat this is a joke. You're sending us to our grave with this thing" Davy chimed in. Gage protested telling them that looks can be deceiving and to trust him the water will screw the circuits in the suit. The door to the arena opened Davy with the water gun in hand charged to the sounds of riders begging for blood. Kat sighed taking a drink of whiskey before entering. The door closed behind her, and the fight started. Davy shot the little streams of water. The metal man laughed, and blue sparks came off him. Gage was right. To her disbelieve Kat let loose bullets to the man's head Davy followed sharing him with her 10mm. The old marshal felt a bit of relief to see Davy using the gun instead of her godforsaken bat. This went on for a bit till man got tired of taking hits and charged the two. Kat pushed Davy to the side taking the hit. He slammed her into a wall, her head rung like a bell as she fell to the floor. The cheers for the blood and Davy's screams were the last she heard before passing out.

[thewdwcouple]

Monorail Bar Crawl Crew!🍹 It’s been a little while since our last bar crawl so we figured it was time for another one! Our friends @the_magic_dads were in town and hadn’t done an “official” bar crawl yet, so it was time to show them the ropes! We did the monorail bar crawl around the Magic Kingdom monorail resorts. We started at the Contemporary, then made our way to the Polynesian, and finished off at the Grand Floridian! The bars we stopped at included: California Grill bar The Wave lounge Outer Rim Tambu lounge Enchanted Rose When doing a bar crawl, there really are no rules, so you can visit as many or as little stops as you prefer! We chose to make these 5 stops for our bar crawl, but we could’ve added the resort pool bars and Narcoossee’s bar as well. Trader Sam’s and the Tiki Terrace are two other great options once they reopen, so we will be doing another crawl to add those in later! Let us know if you have ever done a bar crawl at Disney and what bars or lounges you stopped at for drinks! Be sure to Subscribe to our YouTube channel and check out our video from the monorail bar crawl! ➡️Link in Bio . . . . . . . . 📷 #iphone12promax If you’re looking to plan a trip to the Walt Disney World Resort head over to @goldgellgetaways so we can help you book your next vacation today!⠀ #jtrmedia #wdwcouples #goldgellgetaways #disneyvacationplanner #disneyinsta #orlandophotographer #disneyblogger #disneyvlogger #disneyworld #drunkatdisney #disneyphoto #disneyparks #disneyadults #disneyphotography #drinkingaroundtheworld #disneycreators #mostmagicalplaceonearth #disneylife #adultsatdisney #seedisney #waltdisneyworld #disneycouple #travelcouples #barcrawl #barcrawlnation #monorailresorts #monorailbarcrawl #disneyresorts #thewdwcouple (at Walt Disney World) https://www.instagram.com/p/CP5tiiqBhBV/?utm_medium=tumblr

[ren1327]

Sweet Survivor Ch.5

Night had fallen when Sammy knocked, freshly showered after hours of hauling clothes, medicine and nonperishable food from the lower kitchens, infirmary and gift shop.

Darius, a towel around his shoulders, was using tape, wire hangers and black book covers to make a peep hole out of the window, like a little sliding door. He had made a black room from another curtain, so he could look even when the lights were on. He had made one for the girls room and was preparing another one for the spa and ballroom; he, Sammy, Brooklyn and Kenji having covered all the windows in the dark insulated curtains from the supply closet.

“Brooklynn and I raided the lower mini-fridges and found some ice cream! I just put it away cause she found something better!” She said, pulling a room service cart.

Kenji started drooling.

“Is that…?”

“Pizza?” Darius asked excitedly.

Kenji hugged Sammy. “You’re my hero!”

“Aw , shucks.” She said with a smile. “Oh!”

She looked at Ben as Darius brought him a plate.

“Yaz said the hot tub should help with your back pain.” She said with a sly smile only Kenji saw. “Kenji, do you think you can take him to the spa in an hour and let him soak a bit? Maybe go in it with him so he doesn’t slip?”

“I…Sure.” He said.

“Swimming trunks are in the spa store.” She said and sauntered out as Ben sipped some apple juice.

“Dar—”

“Don’t worry, Kenji, I’ll watch over Bumpy while you two go soak.” He said with a smirk, gathering his things. “Be right back. Save me some pizza!”

Ben blinked. “What was that all about?”

“Nothing. Eat something.” Kenji muttered and stuffed a pepperoni in his mouth.

 *

 He was going to die.

Ben was going to die.

Kenji was shirtless, dressed in black close fit trunks and holding his arms out.

“I’ll carry you in.” He said.

Ben could blame the warm water for his red cheeks, turning his robed body away.

“Ben…come on, Man.” He said. “Nothing I haven’t seen before.”

“Of course not!” He whined. “Tanned, muscled Adonis I’m sure, but not me.”

Kenji smirked. “Did you just call me hot?”

Here lies Benjamin Pincus. Fifteen years of embarrassment and low expectations.

“Got ya!” He said, pulling Ben close and whipping off his robe.

Kenji froze when he saw Ben’s body.

“Ugly, right?” Ben asked.

“Terrible…” Kenji whispered and traced the scratches on his side. “How could I let this…”

“Kenji?” Ben asked as he was scooped up and Kenji carried him, now only in pink trunks, down into the water, sitting him down and taking a seat a few feet away, face hard.

“Hey.” Ben asked. “What did I do?”

“Nothing, I just…” Kenji sighed.

“Kenji—whoa!” He stumbled and was submerged, Kenji lifting him to sit him next to him.

“Falling for me?” He joked half-heartedly.

“Stop that.” Ben muttered.

“What?”

“Messing with me.” Ben said. “I’m not some…head over heels person. Stop acting like you like me like that.”

“It’s not an act!” Kenji said suddenly.

“Wh…what?”

Kenji’s face was red in the blue light of the pool and hot tub.

“It’s not an act.”

“Oh.” Ben said softly.

“I said the same thing!” Kenji said. “But uh…if you’re not…into me, I can take it! Plenty of Kenji to go around!”

Ben leaned his head on Kenji’s shoulder and grabbed his hand, squeezing it as he focused on their wavy legs in the water.

“Um…can I…um…have the full course?” He squeaked.

Kenji was unnaturally still.

“Kenji?” Ben asked. “Please answer me before I—”

Kenji hugged him tight.

“I’ll be the best boyfriend ever.”

Ben blushed deeper. “B-b-b-boyfriend?!”

“Yes!” A voice shouted from the door.

They looked to see Brooklynn with her hand over Sammy’s mouth and Darius rolling Yaz around in a scavenged wheelchair. They all ran back towards the rooms as Ben groaned.

He looked up at Kenji through his fingers. “Boyfriends is a little too soon for me.”

“Fine then, I’ll woo you until you can’t stand me anymore.” Kenji said. “Fair warning, I’m persistent.”

Ben laughed and leaned on his chest.

“Good.” He said, as Kenji leaned his head on his, both of them looking out the one way glass windows at the starry sky.

 *

 Ben shot up from his bed with a gasp, wincing at the pain in his hips.

“Ben?” Kenji asked, sitting next to him.

“Sorry, I just…I keep dreaming about the monorail and…” He hyperventilated and squeezed a pillow.

Kenji moved around a bit, laying next to him and taking his hand.

“Is this okay?” He asked.

Ben sniffed and nodded, focusing on Bumpy’s snoring and the warmth of Kenji’s hand.

 *

 Ben looked out over the park as he peeled more white tape for the SOS they were making on the roof. They had gone through almost twenty rolls. Kenji wiped his face and smiled.

“Gonna need another roll, Pretty boy.” He said and Ben huffed softly, trying to hide his smile by ducking his head.

“Okay. We’ve blacked out the windows, made an SOS, and sealed off the basement and sub level 1 so we don’t get any visitors.” Brooklyn said, counting off her fingers. “And the wall should keep most dinos out.”

“Checks out.” Darius said. “Now I think we should—Get down!”

Kenji pulled Ben close, covering him with his body as they peeked over the roof.

Ally was stalking by, sniffing the air. She turned in a circle, barked and continued on north, towards the restricted area.

They waited until they couldn’t see the trees moving any more and sighed in relief.

“Oh my gosh…” Brooklynn sighed. “I want to go inside now.”

“Same.” Ben said, crawling to the rooftop door.

“Uh oh.” Darius said.

“What’s uh oh?” Kenji asked.

Darius pointed to the horizon.

Black clouds were gathering.

“We’re gonna be okay though, right Darius?” Ben asked.

“Yeah, just no lights for a bit.” He said. “Let’s get inside.”

A crack of thunder echoed over the park, Ben sighing as they went downstairs to see Bumpy pulling Yaz on a rolling bed, the girl laying on her side, sipping a sports drink through a crazy straw and wearing star-shaped sunglasses.

“Sup, nerds.” She said. “Sammy and I are gonna take a room key for a private dinner, kay?”

“Aw, that’s cute!” Brooklynn said.

“Uh, me too!” Kenji said. “I call…um, honeymoon suite!”

The hall was deathly quiet, Ben covering his face as Yaz dropped her sunglasses down her nose.

“Um…yeah, I got nothing.” She said, Bumpy pulling her away.

Darius looked at his bare arm. “Oh, look at the time! Brooklynn, help me check…the flashlights?”

“What—Oh! Yeah, totally.” She said. “Have a fun date night!”

Kenji blinked.

“Oh.” He said as Ben sank into a crouch.

[lamoustachenoirecanadienne]

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